"You're right."

The Youzi Yin deeply agreed, then turned around and greeted: "Brother, there are many good things here. Why are you still sitting? Come and open your eyes together."

"Um."

Qi Xiang knew that it was his turn to make the stage and walked around now.

In fact, he was also a little curious and wanted to see how good the things in the box were.

Don’t watch Wan Ziyin and middle-aged people meet in the lake, and speak in a cloud of mist and can’t touch their minds. In fact, Qi Xiang can guess their background.

Needless to say, Wan Zi Yin is definitely a professional broker who is full of mouth and eats all over the world.

As for the middle-aged man named Uncle Li, he was either a thief or a bandit. No matter how bad he was, he was a rat who was wandering on the edge and specifically helped the bandits sell stolen goods!

In other words, most of the things in the box are shameful objects.

Perhaps it is an unearthed cultural relics, or a loot or stolen goods.

Anyway, after several changes, it is already half black and white.

These things, in the hands of middle-aged people, must be like time bombs, which may explode at any time.

But You Ziyin took over, and with his connections, it should be easier to find the next home.

Qi Xiang is very clear about the psychology of some players. Even if they know that the things that You Ziyin sells are not from the right origin, they think that the price is cheap, they will most likely choose to buy them with the mentality of luck and greed for the cheap.

Greed is the original sin.

The problem is that everyone understands the truth, but cannot withstand temptation and makes such mistakes repeatedly.

Qi Xiang sighed in her heart, walked over and looked down, and finally understood why Wan Ziyin's eyes were shining.
Chapter completed!